Memory

It's dark, scared, but I'm still looking for you. Rush through the woods, I see if I come to you sooner. Ma heart rushes fast, I can not feel My foot anymore, I'm wandering here for two montsh. I got tired. Slowly I get together like a puppet with whom they are no longer engaged.

I'm alone. I'm walking in a field while concentrating on not losing my head. Suddenly you get me up to me. As you can see, a sour smile appears on your Face. You're approaching, your smile is still sitting there, you do not know me. Suddenly, your hand grips my neck. I tolerate it, because I know that you can overcome it like so many other things as long as you are getting more and more vulnerable and I'm feeling more distant. I know there is one last hope. I call you in your name, and you slowly find out what I'm saying. Your tightening will weaken, eventually you will loosen and lower your shaking hands. I found you.
It's still cool, but this cold air is different before I got together. As soon as I open my eyes for you, got together. As soon as I open m ezes for you, I'll make sure I really have a dream. I can not notice a figure before me. I stand up and approach me, he looks at me, grinned, very familiar with his slime. Slowly down the coak, you're the one. I'm with you, but you pull away from me, I do not understand you.
- do you know me? - I'm worried about you.
- yes. Your voice is meaningless.
I can not give you up now that I've finally found you. About three hours have passed since our conversation. In the evening, I'm going to get a pledge from my bag, and I'll wrap it with you. I lean on you and I kiss your and I kiss your forehead. After you wake up, I'm trying to talk to You again.
- good morning! - ''I called you while focusing on you dark green eyes and your face.
- good morning. - you said while trying to be distant.
- How did you sleep? - I asked, as you fell you fell into the trees.
- thanks, okay - you kicked her emotionally.
Then you did not speak to me for two full weeks and I did not ask you to leave me again. I worry about you. Any time I would do anything for you, you just have to say it, but you do not. One more day passed, one more and another, I got sick of your disgust.
- Why do not you ever tell me? I asked a little bit irritated.
- Because ... - I did not wait until you finished.
- Why?
- Because! What's up with? You shouted.
- I want to know why you do not tell me.
- Maybe because you left?
''I did not leave you anywhere," I said, as long as I too one step.
- But yes! - you said.
- then why am I looking for you?
You do not say anything. Thinking.
- because I love you! Do you understand?
- I love you too... - you said.

Finally.... I finally hear from you the word I've always wanted to hear.

Thank you for reading!!!!